Love From Sammy (Dance Academy Fanfic)

To You (Always you)

Dear Abigail, 

You will never understand how many moments I want to relive with you. They’re all rushing through my brain now, all full of colour and light and you. I see you walking down the stairs on prom night, remember what was about to happen after... I still blush. I see you when I kissed you on the bench and from when I kissed you in the studio when we where rehearsing. It is so difficult to chose just one to write about in detail. Because every single detail is immeasurably perfect, so intricate, and they accumulate to make up all those memories I have of you. If I have to chose just one, I will solemnly chose, but understand that it was against my will to pick. All of this was against my will. 

Do you remember the song? I’m so cheesy to call it 'our song', but it's the truth. We made it ours. From the moment they played it at the start of that pas de deux class, from when we learnt the dance, from when we practiced it, the song became ours to take and to fall in love too. We both know that we used it as an excuse to touch each other, and I don't know about you but I was so feverish with love that I just had to be near you all the time. Even at night I wanted to sleep with you, and not in a scary sex way, in a lying together, fingertip touching your soft skin type way. I wanted to feel your breath and watch your chest as it rises slowly, I wanted my name to be the first thing on your lips when you woke up. I wanted my lips to be the second.  But that's enough wandering about what I wanted to happen, and let's get back to what actually did happen, because if you're me you know that wasting too much time in your head costs you from what you can live out in your body. Our bodies were living, Abigail, when you were Cinderella, and I was the prince, and we couldn't take our eyes off each other. We were so new at this and we were continuing to venture further from the edge, and I was scared, and that is the reason I didn't fall. We were excited, and I was terrified, and you were mean, and I was sweet, and the time flew away from us. The song is still with me. 

You're messing with diamonds, You're messing with diamond eyes.

We were diamond. When we danced it didn't matter that you were so brilliant and I was so indescribably terrible because we just fitted. I will always remember the way your body was hot through your leotard, and I will always remember your diamond eyes, and I will always remember the song in my soul, and I will always remember the kiss. The one that sealed the deal for me. 

You are a diamond, Abigail, and I have always wondered what the secret is to letting me see you shine. I realise now that there is no secret, because you just do. Shine, I mean. you can't help it. 

There will be more from me, and even now it pains me to end the letter. I'm tired. Never tired of you, though. That seems to be the problem.

Love, from Sammy.